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In Too Deep
Hip-Hop/Rap
In Too Deep was released on July 3, 2026 by Brisk Entertainment as a part of the album TS3
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AlbumTS3
Release DateJuly 3, 2026
LabelBrisk Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Brisk
DJ Brisk
Performer
Duane's Primo
Duane's Primo
Performer
J. Cole
J. Cole
Sampled Artist
Cashis Green
Cashis Green
Performer
Duane Johnson
Duane Johnson
Vocals
Jermaine Cole
Jermaine Cole
Vocals
Jay Hawkins Sr.
Jay Hawkins Sr.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ Brisk
DJ Brisk
Composer
Duane Johnson
Duane Johnson
Lyrics
Jermaine Cole
Jermaine Cole
Lyrics
Jay Hawkins Sr.
Jay Hawkins Sr.
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Brisk
DJ Brisk
Mastering Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

If you don't know, now you know
I been rappin' like this until it's my time to go
Oh, as my blood continues to flow
No cease from me yet, but yet my legacy grows
Of the fire like Kane, chokeslammin' Pete Rose
Me and Brisk Entertainment became livin' cheat codes
Me dope, he dope, we dope, we smoke
My turn to get your bitch to deep throat
Now she suckin' off a real ****
Change the number so you ain't gotta deal with her
She ain't for these **** like she quotin' Tommy Illfigure
We still get up, king of the ill pickups
Keep the nickel on me, the juice to steal bitch up
Tell a trick what? Ho, this ain't a mix-up
Your **** think he a pip? Then I'm Michael Vick, what
I dare one of these **** to snatch my crown
That means war, ****, you know like Black Hawk Down
Boom bap, you know when you hear that sound
I ain't talkin' hip-hop, just know I hold my ground
The puppies from the pound finna meet this vet
One thing that I'll never tolerate is disrespect
Word from the god, hold me, protect your neck
And I ain't gotta listen to shit unless you cuttin' me a check
It's easy, ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Money flip fumble
Fake furs keep you warm for the winter then it crumble
Boys in a bubble
Caught a bad vibe, I just hope that it's subtle
Another late night, I'ma need a little somethin' to sip on
Night sky, can you bring me a little somethin' to wish on?
Youngins outside all black like a picket fence
A pocket full of pennies make sense
Now there's change for a brother, pity for another
Same mother, better for the latter, the ladders up the gutter
Brothers with the batter, the baker got the butter
They all eatin', they all need
Three, four, five, thirty somethin' for ten
When the price get better, it's the seller's end
The receiver never want it to end
And he don't ever wanna pretend that he in too deep
But he in too deep
And he wantin' to quit
But his dog on the phone like, "Yo, I just got a lick"
So the receiver grab the needle and pick
That's when the darkness slips
Written by: DJ Brisk, Duane Johnson, Jay Hawkins Sr., Jermaine Cole
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